The Game
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400 Bars (Freestyle) 2010 (Total Diss)
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Текст песни "The Game — 400 Bars (Freestyle) 2010 (Total Diss)"
We bout to burn the muthafucking streets up with this shit
Breakfast club
I want to welcome everybody to the muthafuckin rap room
This aint a mixtape
This is life!
Its been a long time get me accuainted with the world famous
You know how 0 point my aim is
Long range snipers, clash of the titans chrome python
In this 300 like lee knightis
Snob in the bulbllegoose, riding down the interstate
Where fiend put them needles in they arm and let them penetrate
Leaning sideways with my fitted straight
With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute made
Check my armor no clouds in my stones
Projects ringin standing by the cornerstore
Two glock on me, bang bang its the wanted war
That was so fly, now we bought anotha store
Screaming out thug life pouring belve on ya heart
Money I'm involved with it, wake up and ball with it
Kobe can song with it, uncut raw with it
Chop bricks take trips ot,
We before I had a goatee, I used to bag the OC
Yeah, fish scale nigga, what up ghost this
Stashin by the old tree, moving by coke leaf
Drama let the lama lick niggas like Charles Oaklee
Nigga dont assult me, I banana boat b r c k esses
And stuck em in a lexus
Im sitting fat like Preciouse, Christ up on the necklace
And I keep them clipse on a dresser
Yes sir, I'm bout bar, Louis bag and fuck em all
Bitches money and fast car, nigga I want it all
Yeah, word to my kids nigga, I want it all
Nascar game, why the fuck will I starr
Im the franchize nigga, Chris fucking Paul
Empty out the caNNON hit ya bitch you the truck and AR
With drop twohundred thousand and then fuck it off
King of the hell got em done bitch cut raw
She begged the last nigga, on as if she suckin soft
Black Superman, yeah I'm a butter law
I put this hollowtip on quarter inch you broken jaw
ER be fucking strong
Blindfold your bitch toss her in the trunk
After the first 48 that bitch smelling like a skunk
Its a rap, I rap, when I rap the punk
Dont be any game mind you on tellin rap the bunks
The breakfast club nigga no capitain crunch,
This for my dog niggas that eat cats for lunch
Im hungry like I aint trapped in months
So nigga actin stunt my glock packed a punch
Or have em catch em when send the pinebox
Leave your head wrapped up months, while I passed the blunt
To my niggas, we all rocked out whats up jiggas
Sometimes I be in B K, with Fab on the freeway
Lincoln continental and I copped it off on ebay
I pop champ like its my b day, force power
Under my hood like its an olympic relay
My Flow Rida on time, no delay
I rais a million dollars send it off to CHILE
Word to my red cross, I dont fuck with redcross
Im all mad nigga EA, I'm in VA
Money talks with Dre and Pharrell on threeway
Them 28's thats my dj they spinning shit
When I took trips OT, I never winning shit
I just drop then cop, and then I tennis shit
Diddy and mike, yes, I'm All About The Benjamins
In there for the benefits I be down in ten on six
Tell em get me a porterhouse, and some ass to bind it in
Dam that was good, but I'm still hungry
And I'm living it, I be out in venice shit
They say weezy jobbed, nigga I'm on my bidness shit
They say Drake Lebron, I'm on my Moe Williams shit
If T.I.P is kobe then fuck it, I'm Derek Fissccher shit
Long as I'm on the starting five I'ma get it in
Cause I promised the city of Compton I would get it in
I was outcasted andre, benjamin
Now I slide through in my dominican woman friend
She like putting on sinners in, yeah
You sip me hills, expensive whines perril sell
It aint tricking, I just spend money on cheap thrills
Big phantoms, sweet wheels
Back see like a club make them bitches eat pills
Take patrone shots to the purse with chrome glock
Jay Electronica, this a dome shot
So I had to steal it, nigga I had the
